Chapter 451, Ghouls without a future

Chapter 451, Ghouls without a future

In the warm-toned room, in the cheerful laughter, the petite white figure swallowed the white pills one by one, accompanied by the sweet voice.

"We are friends, right!"

There will always be weaknesses.

No one is invulnerable, as long as your heart is still beating.

Of course, except for madmen like Victor, crazy guys, he doesn't care about anything, and won't think about the consequences of his actions. He just wants to see a result, see that possibility, for this reason, he is willing to do anything at all costs.

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Yellow Sand Star

The flag fell into thought, because of this war, now, some situations that made him extremely entangled were born.

Is the front line in danger, the group of indigenous assembly troops were beaten back step by step, and there is no hope, no, not, the fact is just the opposite.

Those gerbil wastelanders fought well, or rather, they fought too well, but this is not a good thing, he has become a problem.

The war fortress is retreating step by step, because of a very realistic reason, production capacity.

The production capacity of the rats is much greater than theirs. The nuclear war at the end of the golden age of the gerbils almost covered the entire planet with deserts. This young planet is not short of mineral veins. It can even be said that it is both rich and generous. Those mineral veins were once directly exposed on the surface, just like the current Black Iron Star.

The current Black Iron Star has actually become the industrial center of the rats. The conditions of the gerbils were also so favorable. They once developed smoothly as if they were chosen by heaven. The only thing they lacked was energy. The Yellow Sand Star did not have the exaggerated geothermal resources like the Black Iron Star, but in fact, the Yellow Sand Star was not too stingy in this regard. A large amount of uranium mines and extremely rich nuclear energy resources allowed the gerbils to remove the last shackles on their necks after discovering nuclear energy.

Their future used to be so bright.

Yellow Sand Star, their mother planet, once generously gave everything.

It’s just that things are always so unpredictable. Those who can move towards light are always more likely to fall into darkness, and those who can embrace the future always stop moving forward.

The fall of the gerbils did not lie in that crazy subspace invasion, but earlier, when all the gerbils were addicted to virtual reality, when their leader chose to fool the countless ordinary gerbils with stability, the gerbils had already walked on a single-plank bridge.

It seems that they are rich and peaceful, happy and satisfied, but in fact, they are only one step away from falling into darkness.

Of course, there may be another development. The gerbils successfully opened the door to the subspace through virtual reality. They began to understand and study the subspace. Finally, with the help of the power of the subspace, they successfully subdued the natives of the subspace, began to master the power of psychic energy, and were like fish in water on the desire path opened by Du Yuan later, successfully opened their path of ascension, and embarked on another unimagined path.

It is not impossible.

It is just obvious that at some special and important nodes, the gerbils did not make the right choice, and the result is like this.

The golden age of the gerbils is over, and the future of the gerbils has been killed by themselves. Even though they have left behind many creations and shadows of the golden age, they may never be qualified to build the civilization they once were.

This planet, the Yellow Sand Planet, this once generous and rich planet, is no longer suitable for another civilization to climb up. The yellow sand that descended after the nuclear war buried most of the minerals on the surface of the planet, and also buried the golden age of the gerbils on the Yellow Sand Planet.

Now, the despairing point is that on this Yellow Sand Planet, whether it is the wastelanders or the powerful city-states, they no longer have the ability to develop the planet's minerals on a large scale. Their development and survival rely on picking up those shallower ruins and relics that have been submerged.

In other words, these gerbils are all ghouls, ghouls clinging to the rotten corpses of the past civilization. The situation will only get worse and worse, and will not develop in a better direction. The corpses will rot, be eaten up, and shrink, but they will never be filled with blood, recover health, and stand up again.

It will only get worse and worse. This is a very realistic situation for the gerbils.

Their best future so far is that after the corpses of the former civilization can no longer support these ghouls, they will prepare to launch a small colony ship into outer space and start wandering with that slim hope. The remaining guys are trapped on the Yellow Sand Star. In the cycle of generation after generation, due to lack of resources, they are forever trapped in the agricultural era until a disaster or change declares extinction.

What a desperate future.

Fortunately, the rats have come, the future has been changed, the situation is different, the road to interstellar wandering has been directly broken, and we no longer have to be trapped on this planet for the rest of our lives in an endless feudal cycle. The rats have come, and there will be a bright future.

Now, the only choice is placed in front of the gerbils, that is, to be a dog. Being a dog of the rats is not an honor, after all, if nothing unexpected happens, the rats can be regarded as the third most powerful cosmic race in the physical universe at this time.

What's more, the gerbils themselves are related to the rats.

It's really an honor to be a dog of the rats.

Of course, it's not all good. After all, no matter how much you want to be a good dog, the most important thing is the idea of ​​the guy holding the rope.

Now, Qi is a little worried. He thinks that these gerbil wastelanders who have surrendered to the rats may not become good dogs.

The reason why the gerbil wastelanders can beat the war fortress is very simple, that is, the gap in production capacity. The rats caught the iron meteor in the outer space and increased production crazily without scruples, while the war fortress, he has been working hard to pick up garbage in this sand sea for hundreds of years. Even if he has accumulated a good fortune, the actual situation when the fight really starts is.

My production capacity has not reached the limit, and your scavengers have been picking up garbage until their hands are cramped.

How can we fight in this situation? How can we fight?

The gradual counterattack of the gerbil wastelanders and the retreat of the war fortresses are not surprising at all.

In the midst of a great victory, the size of the gerbil army of the rats is constantly rising. Now, it has expanded to a scale of 500,000, which is the same size as the number of land forces that the First Expeditionary Fleet can deploy at this time.

And this is the result of the rats controlling the number, otherwise it would not be a big deal even if it expanded several times.

Suspicion and vigilance will naturally appear.

What should we do now? What should Qi decide to do? This is a question, a good question.

This is indeed a very difficult question, and Qi has been thinking about it for a while.

At the current speed, the time to completely clear the planet will be greatly advanced, but, at that time, a large number of incorporated troops will be left behind.

He is an excellent rat warlord. Rat warlords have always had a habit of overwhelmingly occupying what they can get, and they are not good at sharing.

If a ratman merchant appeared here and sat in Qi's position, he would not be so hesitant. After all, for those ratman merchants, natives and heretics can be natives and heretics, or they can be labor that can bring value to themselves.

Now, the problem arises, how to deal with this group of ratman wastelanders who are getting bigger and bigger and may be uncontrolled and backlashing more and more.

Qi was thinking, and a ratman engineer brought him a good way to solve the problem.

According to the ratman engineers' practice of damaged power armor and their research on some power surface technologies, they have a certain degree of confidence in providing super soldiers for the first expeditionary fleet of the ratman.

Of course, it is definitely far inferior to those brought from the ratman empire, but the effect can be one-fifth of the original version. The most important thing is that this set of transformation can be carried out only with the current conditions of the first expeditionary fleet.

Qi's eyes swept over the report.

The body becomes stronger, the personality becomes calmer, and the ability to reproduce is lost.

His eyes paused at the last of these three items.

Perhaps this surgery can indeed help him, but the object of its application should be changed a little.

It should not fall on those delicate warship rats.

Not long after, a rat engineer came to the command room. The honorable captain asked him some questions, and he gave answers. Among them, there was one that made him a little confused, that is, the effect of the operation on the gerbils.

Scratching his head, he gave an answer. In fact, as early as the day when the rats landed on the Yellow Sand Star, these rat engineers had already begun to study the gerbils, who were like them but not so much like them.

They came to a surprising result.

That is, the gerbils may be rats.

There are too many similarities in the genes of the two sides, with only a little difference. In this case, naturally, things that can work on rats will also work on gerbils, and there will not be much deviation in the effect.

This result made them a little confused, but as soon as the result came out, they actually reported it honestly. But it was obvious that the rats who were running wildly on the sand sea at that time and the senior leaders of the First Expeditionary Fleet did not want to admit such a result.

Although there was no problem in admitting it, after all, the rats had a long tradition of fighting civil wars, and there was almost no psychological pressure.

Soon, after the inquiry was over, he left with a bit of confusion. Obviously, he did not understand the significance of this inquiry, but how to say it, Qi told him that his technology would be approved, which was already a good thing, and there was no need to care about anything else.

He left with joy.

Not long after, the rats changed their war strategy for this planet.

In this vast expanse of yellow sand, those large gerbil city-states, these city-states that have inherited the golden age, each of them has its own strengths, and the relationships and positions are also equally complicated, and it is almost impossible to unite together. This can be seen from the fact that War Fortress was full of vigor and enthusiasm at the beginning to fight against the space aliens, the rat people, but now it is retreating step by step.

None of the other gerbil city-states participated in this war. This may be related to the communication of War Fortress itself. This guy is also regarded as the first-class hated dog in those city-states, but the isolation of each gerbil city-state can also be seen.

From the beginning when Enkos was airdropped by death, to the ground war started by War Fortress, to the retreat of War Fortress, in this process, only War Fortress has been resisting this beam.

At the beginning, the rats were happy to see such a situation. It was definitely better to defeat them one by one than to fight them all at once. Of course, those gerbil city-states were not all completely stupid. Even the stupidest rabbits would do something because of the impending danger.

A coalition was about to come, just before the war fortress was about to fall.

But now, the rats did not sit back and watch the emergence of the upcoming anti-rat coalition army. What are they doing?

They took the lead in these gerbil city-states and started a comprehensive and proactive war.

Of course, relying solely on those delicate battleship rats, there is no way to carry out such a large-scale war. There are not enough soldiers.

A ground army of 500,000 may not be able to deal with a war in one direction. Even if they will have an absolute air superiority advantage, they don’t have to worry about the lack and shortage of supplies in such air superiority.

Even if the gerbils continuously launch nuclear bombs into the sky, the rats can still deliver supplies on time, by airdropping from outer space, but the key is that there are not enough soldiers. This is really a very unfamiliar sentence for the rats. There are not enough rats.

The gerbil army was sent to the battlefield, and the rats began to recruit again. This time, the conditions will be more relaxed and there will be no restrictions.

The gerbils will still bleed, the gerbils will attack the gerbils, and the gerbils will help the rats gain control of the planet.